Evado Eversor

I can't race with destiny
I won't fight the powers that be
I will find a path to set me free

I will chase the light i'm shown
On a path i'll walk alone
The fate that lies ahead is not my own

I hear many voices cry
Their glorifying lies
A delicious life has led them here to die

I can hear the sound of death
As the whore draws her last breath
Sorrow and torment give no rest

Rev 18:9 and the kings of the earth, who have committed 
fornication and lived deliciously with her, shall bewail 
her, and
Lament for her, when they shall see the smoke of her 
burning,

Rev 18:10 standing afar off for the fear of her torment, 
saying, alas, alas that great city babylon, that mighty 
city!

For in one hour is thy judgement come.

Rev 18:11 and the merchants of the earth shall weep and 
mourn over her; for no man buyeth their merchandise any 
more:

Rev 18:12 the merchandise of gold, and silver, and precious
 stones, and of pearls, and fine linen, and purple, and 
silk,

And scarlet, and all thyine wood, and all manner vessels of
 ivory, and all manner vessels of most precious

Wood, and of brass, and iron, and marble,

Rev 18:13 and cinnamon, and odours, and ointments, and 
frankincense, and wine, and oil, and fine flour, and wheat,

And beasts, and sheep, and horses, and chariots, and 
slaves, and souls of men.

Rev 18:14 and the fruits that thy soul lusted after are 
departed from thee, and all things which were dainty and 
goodly

Are departed from thee, and thou shalt find them no more at
 all.